(Before we get started I just wanted to ecnolage that this is officially my longest published story! Thank you all for the motivation to make it this far!)

Reader's pov

"Who let me be this damn pretty?" I smiled in the mirror. My makeup was done, outfit was on, and hair was done up just right. "Oh that's right. Me. Am I forgetting anything? I made the food. Vincent is cleaning up the dishes for me. Bo is off doing his own thing. Whatever that is. I've got my supplies in my purse. Chapstick, phone, iPod, touch up kit, gum. Nope I'm good." I'm talking to myself outlook again aren't I? Oh well. It's either in my head or out it. Chuckling to myself I slip on my shoes and waddle off out the bedroom door.

"I wonder if he'll like flowers? HEY Vincent! I'm gonna be right back I'm gonna grab something real quick!" I call out into the house. "Hit a pot twice if you heard me!" I call out again walking down the stairs holding my chest. "I heard you. I'm not hitting on a pot." Vincent tells me calmly. Turning from the sink the long haired Sinclair froze looking at me. "You like?" I smile turning around to show the whole outfit.

(Le outfit if you should so chose)

"My ass isn't showing too much right? Like you can't see my bits?" Turning back around to face Vincent I smile. Then I realize, he's breathing a little heavy. Why is it hot when someone in a mask breathes?! Quietly Vincent comes over to me and wraps their hands around my arms. Their grip was strong and yet so tender. "You should go 'fore I do something a Lil hasty." Fuck I love when the little souther twang comes out in Vincent's voice. "Mhm. Mhn. Good to know." I smile nervously as they let me go.

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3rd person pov

Pulling up to his home Lester fumbled out of the pick up truck. "Shit!" He hissed in pain at his newly scraped knee. Getting up off the ground Lester grabbed a grocery bag from the passenger seat. Quickly he ran to the front porch of his house and dusted himself off. Unknown to Lester his every move was being watched. Studied. Lester took a deep breath before opening the door. This would be his first ever actual date with (y/n). Anxiety and excitement filled his body. "I hope they like (Favorite wild flower). Fuck I don't stink do I? Will they like what I got them? Why am I so nervous? They asked me out!" "Suprise shorty!" (Y/n)'s excited voice boomed through the house causing Lester to both jump and scream. Laughing to themself (y/n) smiled and swayed side to side. "Close your eyes." "You gonna scare me again?" Lester asks catching his breath. Giggling the young woman shook their head no. "Come on, trust me." Lester took a long look at (y/n) before letting out a defeated sigh and obliging. He could hear slight rustling and excited giggles coming from (y/n). The grin on Lester's face as a blush covered his cheeks. (Y/n) had been just as excited about seeing him as he was to see them. The nervousness from before was starting to melt away as (y/n) spoke again.

"Open." The sound of (y/n)'s heels clicking on the floor made Lester chuckle a little as he opened his eyes. The man stood froze at what was infront of him. There standing in the doorway was the young woman he had come to trust and become infatuated with, and in their hands his favorite wild flowers. "You, you got those for me?" He asked holding back tears. "Yeah, I thought that since you bring me flowers whenever you wanna hang out with me it's really only fair I do the same. Tell you what though," (y/n) paused and showed their left palm. "The stickers get ya like a bitch." She chuckled happily. Lester felt his heart melt as he took the flowers. "Oh! Here!" He remembered as he set the flowers down softly on the side table. "These are for you." Lester beamed handing (y/n) a buque of (Favorite wild flowers) and a small grocery bag full of their favorite candies and treats. "Oh Lester, you're wonderful!"

In the blink of an eye Lester was wrapped in (y/n)'s arms. His head resting perfectly on their shoulder. In his mind he thought of how he would want to stay like this forever. Until that is (y/n) let go and ran to grab a heart shaped picnic basket. Already he missed their warmth on his body. All Lester wanted now was to feel (y/n) embrace. Their warmth. Their body. He earned them. "Come on! You can pick where we go." (Y/n) giggled as they ran out to the truck. "On my way!"

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Bo's pov

As Lester's truck pulled out of the driveway I blew out a puff of smoke. Dropping my cigarette I stomp it out and head for my truck. (Y/n) is free to go out on dates with who ever. But their mine. I get to keep an eye on them. Especially on these little dates. Just gotta keep my distance so that they don't see me. Fuck this is crazy. Starting my truck I pull out and take a back road. I'm not just watching out for (y/n). I reason with myself. I'm watching out for my baby brother, too. This is his first real date. Even though I got the first date with (y/n). I've seen how they really are. The unhinged, blood thirsty, beautiful, monster. Their pulling off to a camping spot. Normally it's where we find people for Vincent to work his magic with. Gotta be carefull, can't let them know I'm watching them. What are they doing? Craning my neck to get a better look I sigh in relief. They're just talking. Talkin and eatin. And? No. No. No!